The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1887-09-14

gate into the garden.
The idyl was played ont. Deathly
stiffness lay over all. How cold seemed
the silvery moonlight upon the path.
Light waves of perfume from the
rosebeds were waited over to him;
mortally weary seemed the plash of the
fountain: cool breezes rustled through
the tree-tops, and as in 4 dream he
murmured the refrain of Tn" little poem
that had been so dear to the absent one.
LAS if within that garden
OF roses, white and red.
She still for me were waiting,
My darling, long years dead"
ssAdieu, dear little HortenSei I shall
never see you again." he murmured,
softly.
It was indeed final separation.
They never met again. No tidings
passed from one to the other. Arnim
had scarce entered the university when
his, parents died, thus Severing every
link with the old home. Serious student
wears absorbed him. His powerful in
clination toward medicine had made
him a physician despite his father
protest.
He had scarce graduated when he
made the acquaintance Of 4 wealthy
Russian, i'll with inflammation of the
lungs. This happened as re was about
to settle down in his native town with
a view of building up practice there.
He had the good fortune to cure this
foreigner who, grateful for his recov-
cry, and touched by the decided fond
ness of his half-grown son for the
young doctor. invited him to share
their southern travels Us family ply
sician and German tutor. In this way
Arnim saw a great deal of the world.
Finally, at the solicitation Of his new
friends, he settled in Russia. Every
where he had taken with him the lace
handkerchief of the charming Hor-
tense. After the lapse Of thirty years
when, as a busy, successful physician
he had lived life far removed from
that youthful idyl, he still cherished
it as precious memento.
His heart remained strangely un-
touched by love. Not that he had
striven against the charm of wom-
ans beauty or gone out of the
way of that spell old as creation
itself. Still no woman had awak-
ened in him more than a passing inter
est. When he pondcred over this un-
usual reality, Il have no time for love, .
was the refrain Of all his thoughts,
.sand without love there is no happiness
in marriage"
A woman had always presided over
his bachelor household Ivan clung to
him with canine fidelity, and years
passed without his not;cy the Swiftness
of their fight Little by little there
had awakened in his heart a longing
for his native land, for the quiet of that
quaint old town. for the rustic OF Ger
man forests. These longings deepened
until they made him i'll. He learned
through correspondence that the vine
wreathed house stood vacant and was
for sale. He purchased it gladly, and
settled down within those four walls
to him the most beautiful possession in
the whole world.
! The little place was unchanged. He
found his cousin already there. With the
sums he had sent her. she had arranged
every thing to his liking.
Marianne expressed some surprise at
sight of the tall cousin she had not met
for twelve years, and whom she had
imagined younger. VANS aspect filed
her with horror. She wanted him sub
lnitted at once to the shears of the hair
dresser, but the shaggy Russian secuted
this idea, and his master only laughed
at it.
With strange sensibility the doctor
now wandered through his native town.
Whole streets had been laid out, mod
ern houses had risen, a railway station
stood just outside the gates. But for
the vine-wreathed house, TO which so
many memories clung, he would again
have wandered forth. Here a sweet
melancholy spell detained him.
The linden was Yet standing-the
tree beneath whose shadow he had read
..Kathrine Won Hebron with his
pupil. Roses and lilies, syringas and
carnations, whose perfumes had per
vaded the air of university lecture
rooms and greeted him from the
orange gardens Of Lorrento-all We're
here.
Every tree and rock on his own do
main was known to him; but outside he
felt himself stranger. Familiar faces
had vanished. The elderly people OF
his boyhood were in their gra1es-thc
young had usurped their places. a
Casino had taken the place OF the
aine-pin alley at the Red Lion. The
hills were dotted with the summer
villas of rich city people. Not far
from the yine-wreathed house stood
charming Swiss villa, inhabited by
the family of q wealthy merchant Of
the nearest seaport town.
To the great surprise OF his house
keeper. the Russian doctor showed no
immediate inclination to resume his
practice. He declared that he must
confine his social obligations to the
receiving and returning of calls, leav-